Metropolitan Super Deity

"No! Supreme Elder, this matter must not be done!"

"That's right, if he hadn't come here today, the palace master would not have died. It would be fine if we didn't kill him. He still wants to be the palace master? Is this just a fantasy?"

"We never agree!"

Ling Fei glanced at everyone.

"Did I say I wanted to be your palace master? I'm so pretentious!"

His words instantly made everyone's faces turn red.

"You...you bastard! Do you look down on our Shenwu Emperor Palace?"

"That's right, who do you think you are? We, the Shenwu Emperor Palace, let you be the master of the palace. That's because we pity you. That's an honor that you can't achieve in eight hundred lifetimes! You actually dare to despise us, bah!"

These disciples were swearing and swearing. In front of Ling Fei, they were so shocked that they could hardly live anymore.

People are so mean.

After a while, Fu Yidao stood up and shouted sharply:

"Have you said enough? You've said enough, please shut up!"

He glanced coldly, and when everyone caught his gaze, they immediately lowered their heads.

Fu Yidao turned around again and said to Lingfei:

"The reason why the Shenwu Emperor's Palace has come to this point has something to do with you. You can't just walk away so easily. Moreover, the Shenwu Emperor's Palace, with hundreds of thousands of people, cannot just decline like this. You As the master of both the Shenwu Emperor's Palace and the Dachu Royal Family, you can be considered as half a disciple of the Shenwu Emperor's Palace. No matter what, this time, you must save the Shenwu Emperor's Palace and the water and fire."

Ling Fei frowned slightly. He didn't understand what Fu Yidao said.

After losing a palace master who was in the tribulation period, the Shenwu Emperor Palace, for a while, really couldn't find anyone to look at.

If this is the case, without a leader, no matter how good the sect is, it may not be able to survive for long, and it will be completely destroyed.

Fu Yidao asked him to be the palace master because he was interested in his own strength. In the world of cultivation, strength is the best right to speak.

The original master of the Shenwu Emperor's Palace might be able to make the various sects of Da Chu surrender by virtue of his ability to overcome tribulations and his identity as the master of the Shenwu Emperor's Palace, but compared to himself, he was still slightly inferior, because, he But someone who really knows how to kill and has the strength to kill!

As long as there is a little bit of brains, few dare to go against him.

Judging from the comprehensive strength in all aspects, I am the only candidate who can replace the palace master in the Shenwu Emperor Palace!

That's why Fu Yidao lowered his status and asked to be the master of the Shenwu Emperor's Palace.

But, so what? Maybe the Shenwu Emperor Palace in the previous life had a relationship with Ling Fei, but in this life, the relationship between Ling Fei and the Shenwu Emperor Palace was not good, and even somewhat hostile.

Now he is actually asked to be the master of the Shenwu Emperor's Palace. Sorry, are you kidding me?

"I reject."

Ling Fei gave the answer directly and coldly.

"Why?"

Fu Yidao was a little anxious, and Ling Fei snorted softly.

"Because...I don't care."

I don't care about this one, it almost made everyone vomit blood.

Your uncle, what does it mean that you don’t care about it? After all, we are also a second-class sect, the leader of the Great Chu Empire. We have hundreds of sects under our command, and no one dares to disobey the orders given by the heroes. Why is it that when you come here, it’s not uncommon? What the hell... do you still think of us as human beings?

Fu Yidao smiled bitterly.

Ling Fei is good at everything, whether it is talent or character, he is the best among his peers.

In fact, not to mention peers, even elders, there are very few who can surpass Ling Fei.

But, Ling Fei really has the mentality of a child.

If he likes it, he wants it. If he doesn't like it, he doesn't want it. He won't care about you at all.

In desperation, Fu Yidao could only turn to his granddaughter for help.

He gave Fu Zixun a wink, and Fu Zixun immediately leaned over and hugged Ling Fei's arm. The pair of sizable rabbits caught Ling Fei's arm, making the other disciples swallow hard.

"Brother Lingfei, just promise me, great-grandfather. Since you don't have to do anything as the palace master, you can still command the heroes. What's wrong with that?"

"No, I'm too lazy to order a bunch of scum."

Everyone's eyes were spitting fire, and they really wanted to eat Ling Fei alive!

Our goddess is begging you for mercy. Not only do you not appreciate it, but you also despise us as scum. Do you want people to live? What do you think we are? Of the hundreds of thousands of us, there are tens of thousands at least in terms of pill formation, right? Not to mention Yuanying, there are tens of thousands, right? There are not many transformation gods, there are always a few thousand, right? There are fewer Mahayana ones, but there are still hundreds of them, right?

This kind of lineup, if placed anywhere in the world of immortality, would have a high profile. How come it has become such a waste when it comes to you?

Ling Fei glanced at everyone, snorted lightly, and didn't respond.

Some people became helpless and dejected.

There is no way, they do have the qualifications to look down on them!

Just thinking about it makes me feel useless.

A dignified second-class sect was actually despised by a god-transformation monk. Alas!

Fu Zixun hugged Ling Fei's arm again, acting coquettishly.

This made Ling Fei a little upset.

The relationship between the two of them is not good even if it is not good, and it is not much better if it is good.

But after all, they shared the same sorrow, and Fu Zixun was deeply devoted to him. This debt of love made Ling Fei feel quite guilty.

He frowned, thought for a moment, and said:

"I don't want to be the master of the Shenwu Emperor's Palace, but I do have a suitable candidate."

"Who is that?"

Fu Zixun blinked his big black gem-like eyes, and Ling Fei smiled faintly.

"that is you."

"I--?"

Fu Zixun was shocked!

Fu Yidao was also a little surprised, obviously not expecting Ling Fei to reveal this arrangement.

He wanted to say something else, but Ling Fei shook his head at him.

Fu Yidao was an old man and he suddenly thought of something in his mind.

Ling Fei didn't want to be the palace master, but once he came, Ling Fei really didn't care. Secondly, it was because everyone had resentment towards Ling Fei.

If Ling Fei becomes the palace master, no one will listen to his orders in the future, and there will even be people who will trip him up.

Rather than being embarrassed then, it would be better to move out Fu Zixun.

Fu Zixun had himself behind him, and he was an orthodox member of the Shenwu Emperor's Palace, so no one dared to say anything.

As for things like cultivation, wouldn't it be nice to have a loose immortal like myself to help with cultivation matters?

But the old fox obviously wouldn't let Ling Fei go so easily.

"I think this method is okay, but it will definitely not be as good as you as the palace master. However, I also have something that I want to tell you about. You have done some disgraceful things to my precious great-great-grandson. I haven't given her a status yet, do you want to get rid of it and leave without admitting it? Ling Fei, we need to talk about this matter carefully. "